Chapter 980 Gold Foil Paper

Even if the things recorded on the gold foil are worthless, Chu Yang will not regret it, because if he regrets that little bit of time, the money will be earned back long ago!

Unlike the last time, it seems that the auctioneer felt the ease of Chu Yang buying the gold foil before. This time, he began to boast that the second gold foil was extremely mysterious, coming from ancient ruins, and encountered many parties to fight for it when he obtained it. He even described the fighting scene vividly.

With the previous Shocking Arrow, Chu Yang did not hesitate this time. He clenched his fist and was determined to get the gold foil!

Although Chu Yang was sure that this second gold foil was not the second part of the Shocking Arrow, he was looking forward to the content on the gold foil to bring him a second surprise.

"This auctioneer is not treating people as fools. Who knows whether this gold foil is real or fake? Maybe they made this thing by themselves with some ink and some ghost paintings!" In the VIP box on the second floor, a man sneered.

Hearing the man say this, several of his men quickly echoed him.

"Who was the person who bought the gold foil before? Isn't this person a fool? He spent hundreds of thousands of Tongbao just to throw it away?" The young man became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he found it particularly funny.

The young man in the second-floor box has a very important background. His name is Zhao Meng. His father is the famous old monster Hongfen Old Demon. Hongfen Old Demon has done many evil things but no one dares to provoke him. Even some sects have to give him three points.

But at this time, Chu Yang was thinking about one thing. Try not to attract the attention of others this time.

After all, ordinary people may think that buying this gold foil once is nothing, but if you buy it twice in a row, it will definitely arouse others' suspicion.

If you show too much desire, it will easily make those big forces suspicious. When you bid, the price of the gold foil will be raised at the least, or it will be bought directly by others at the worst.

So Chu Yang thought that hiding it would only arouse suspicion, so it would be better to bid openly and openly so that people could not figure out the details. If he bid too deliberately at the end, it would give people a feeling that there was something fishy going on!

"Ahem, the reserve price of this gold foil is 800,000, and each bid must be no less than 10,000!" The auctioneer himself felt embarrassed and spoke without confidence.

The auctioneer announced the reserve price, and many people sneered.

"810,000." Chu Yang said coldly.

Chu Yang bid again, which immediately attracted the attention of many people, and some people even couldn't help laughing.

"Is this guy crazy? Spending 800,000 to buy a piece of broken iron that he didn't even know if it was useful?"

Not only were the people sitting around Chu Yang surprised, but even some people sitting in the box cast their eyes on Chu Yang. After all, 800,000 Tongbao was not a small amount.

At this time, the young master Zhao Meng of the Red-Pink Old Devil could not help but look at Chu Yang through the light curtain of the box. He tilted his head and couldn't help but have all kinds of thoughts in his mind.

For some reason, he thought Chu Yang's behavior was funny at first, but gradually he had a strange feeling in his heart. Now it was the second time Chu Yang bid to buy such gold foil. This matter always made him have an lingering doubt in his heart.

Will a person fall into the same puddle twice?

Obviously not, so the only explanation is that Chu Yang can definitely unlock the secret of this gold foil!

Seeing Chu Yang bid for the gold foil for the second time, the auctioneer seemed to be interested. He said: "This young master bid 810,000. Is there anyone bidding? If no one bids, then this thing will be won by this young master at the reserve price!"

Hearing the words of the auctioneer, many people in the venue booed. Obviously, no one thought that the ghost painting on the gold foil was a good thing. It is likely that buying it back will be a waste of money.

After all, most people don't know the words on it, and it would be very troublesome to find someone to decipher it.

Chu Yang was a little surprised, but he was also happy in his heart. After all, the reserve price was 800,000, and if he bought it for 810,000, it would definitely be a good thing.

Just when the auctioneer was about to drop the hammer, a cold voice suddenly said: "900,000!"

The auctioneer was shocked, but a smile quickly appeared on his face. The voice came from the second-floor box, where the young master Zhao Meng of Hongchen Sect lived!

Zhao Meng himself is a Yuanying master, and his father is the terrifying demon Hongfen Old Demon, so Zhao Meng is qualified to sit in the box at this auction.

"Someone has bid, is there anyone else bidding?" Although the auctioneer looked puzzled, he still shouted to the audience.

Chu Yang's face was stunned, but soon became gloomy. After a slight hesitation, Chu Yang shouted: "One million!"

The price was raised by 100,000 at once, which was very shocking. The whole audience was silent, looking at Chu Yang as if he was looking at a fool.

Is it worth it for a gold foil paper whose use is unknown?

In this way, not only would he offend the distinguished guests in the box, but he would also have to pay a high price...

Hearing Chu Yang's offer again, and also increasing it by 100,000, Zhao Meng's face darkened.

"Master, this kid doesn't give you face, he actually dares to compete with you!" A buck-toothed subordinate fanned the flames.

Zhao Meng sneered: "No one dares to snatch the things I, Zhao Meng, like!"

"Two million!"

Zhao Meng made another offer, and this time not only the people in the auction were surprised, but also some organizers behind the scenes.

"Master, what does Zhao Meng mean? Is he here to mess things up?" At this time, in the secret room on the side of the auction, a young man stood with his hands behind his back.

And behind him was a man in black.

This young man was handsome, and he was the young master of Longfei Chamber of Commerce who had been very high-profile before and used twelve beauties to carry the sedan chair.

"No problem." The young man said lightly.

His name is Long Zhidong, and he is the young master of Longfei Chamber of Commerce. He controls some resources of the entire Southern General Association. He is young and has the power to decide life and death.

"In your opinion, does the guy in the corner recognize the words on the gold foil?" Long Zhidong asked the old man in black behind him.

The old man was wearing a half-faced mask, a ghost face, very scary.

"It is still doubtful whether Zhao Meng knows this ancient text, but the guy in the corner, he definitely knows it!" The old man with the ghost mask said with certainty.

Long Zhidong's eyes suddenly lit up. The reason why he came to the auction in person this time was actually to find someone who knew this strange text.

Previously, the Longfei Chamber of Commerce accidentally obtained a batch of gold foils with strange characters engraved on them. They were said to be unearthed from ancient ruins. They recorded some ancient pill recipes, exercises, formations, etc., and were very precious.